Whoa. So... Hi there.
Uhm, I don;t really have anything to say.
But, I haven't update this since March and thought it was about time to.
To Die For: Chapter 3Title: To Die ForTo Die For: Chapter 3 by KirstyR
Pairing(s): (Eventual) KyuHae.
Genre: Romance, Drama (AU)
Warning(s): Swearing could occur, dark themes may also occur
Summary: Donghae was taken two years too early, but trained nonetheless. He had people who would support him knowing this, to which he’s eternally grateful.
However, one day on a job overseas, his ‘victim’, Cho Kyuhyun caught him in the act and made him an offer, although reluctant, knowing what might happen to him, Donghae recklessly accepted and didn‘t return to this post. This act was usually punishable by death. But what if the person you had to kill ended up being the person you would die for?
"Fuck" that was the only word my brain could process as I felt the grip on my wrists grow tighter, as I tried to put up a fight. I tried to manoeuvre my legs so it would flip the person off me, but he used a counter-manoeuvre on that plan. I was ca
Late Autumn - KyuhyunThere is no past tense of the word love.Late Autumn - Kyuhyun by missjocoral
My darling, do you remember the first time you told me? You promised you'd hold me all night.
We sat in my little bedroom, bracing ourselves on our knees on the bed. The mattress was pressed up against the wall so that we could sit at the edge and stare out the window into the darkness. Faces pressed against the glass, you turned to me.
I felt your gaze on me, though you didn't say a word. For a while I humored you, continuing to stare out into the depths of the night. My breath fogged the glass, creating an obscure layer of moisture over the pinpoints of light in the sky.
And then you spoke.
"Kyuhyun," You breathed my name. I turned to face you then, leaning my cheek against the chilly glass. The cold exterior forced a shiver up my spine as I watched the light of the moon dance in your eyes.
It was late Autumn, nearing the time of year when scarves and coats were hastily thrown on, hands shoved into gloves and earmuffs donned. I myself w